Don Quijote

Así que dejamos La Mancha y nos dirijimos a llanuras altas. Yo y Sancho Panza, en busca de aventuras. Rosinante en las riendas. Hacia la respuesta de los molinos de viento. Nunca estarás solo. Nunca estarás solo nunca más. Nunca estarás solo. Nunca estarás solo otra vez. Escuché que nunca te mojas en la lluvia española. Así que mandaron un doctor para examinar mi cerebro. Dijo: "él no es muy lúcido." Oh, cuando el mundo, cuando el mundo te paresca un poquito demasiado cruel, será mejor dejarlo. ¡Vamos a hacer uno mejor, sí! Así que dile a esa princesa, dile a esa princesa justo debajo del tren. Dile a esa princesa: "núnca estarás sola otra vez."

Escuché que nunca te mojas en la lluvia española.

Ole, ole, ole, ole... Coldplay, Coldplay!

♥ 26/02/2010 ♥

I don't know why I waste my time

The same, always the same. Bitter words are all that remain of the dream that had taken you in, but all her words were dust in the wind. It's time to draw the line, to draw the fire. Why'd you never know the time to let go, the time to move aside, to let it slide? Say, what's that you say? Time to move on and you're in the way. Lets get to the end and not turn around. She built you up so she could knock you down. It's time to draw the line, to draw the fire. Why'd you never know the time to let go, the time to move aside, to let it slide? Friend, there's nothing there. You're clinging on to air. You're reaching back to something that you never had. It's time to draw the line, to draw the fire. Why'd you never know the time to let go, the time to move aside, to let it slide?

In my dreams

Babe, dream about me.
Lie on the phone to me.
Tell me no truth if it is bad,
there's enough in my life
to make me so sad.
Just dream about - Color fills our lives.
Just dream about someone else tonight.
Just dream about - Color fills our song.
Just dream about how I will let go.

I miss you so...

I've become a believer

I believe in nothing, not the end and not the start.
I believe in nothing, not the Earth and not the stars.
I believe in nothing, not the day and not the dark.
I believe in nothing, but the beating of our hearts.
I believe in nothing, 100 suns until we part.
I believe in nothing, not in Satan, not in God.
I believe in nothing, not in peace and not in war.
I believe in nothing, but the truth of who we are.

Sede Avellaneda turno mañana

INTRODUCCIÓN AL CONOCIMIENTO DE LA SOCIEDAD Y EL ESTADO
Miércoles y Sábados de 7 a 9
aula 7

ANÁLISIS MATEMÁTICO
Martes, Miércoles y Viernes de 10 a 13
aula 21

FÍSICA
Martes y Viernes de 7 a 10
aula 3

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MA-TA-TE D:

The hardest part

And the hardest part was letting go, not taking part. Was the hardest part... And the strangest thing was waiting for that bell to ring. It was the strangest start... I could feel it go down. Bittersweet, I could taste in my mouth. Silver lining the clouds. Oh but I, I wish that I could work it out... And the hardest part was letting go, not taking part. You really broke my heart... And I tried to sing but I couldn't think of anything. And that was the hardest part oh, oh... I could feel it go down. You left the sweetest taste in my mouth. The silver lining the clouds. Oh when I, oh when I, I wonder what it's all about. I wonder what it's all about... Everything I know is wrong. Everything I do, it just comes undone. And everything is torn apart. Oh and that's the hardest part, that's the hardest part... Yeah, that's the hardest part, that's the hardest part...

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Nono, cuando se sentó en el piano Chris Martin esa bendita noche y empezó a tocar este tema, largué a llorar... :') Es uno de esos temas que me llegan DEMASIADO. Encima ese toque que le da, esa atmósfera de tristeza o melancolía, no sé. Simplemente increíble. ♥

Hey, hey, sha la la

You're dangerous 'cause you're honest. You're dangerous, you don't know what you want. Well, you left my heart empty as a vacant lot for any spirit to haunt. You're an accident waiting to happen. You're a piece of glass left in a beach. Well, you tell me things I know you're not supposed to, then you leave me just out of reach. Who's gonna ride your wild horses? Who's gonna drown in your blue sea? Who's gonna ride your wild horses? Who's gonna fall at the foot of thee?

Stars in heaven align

Scared of losing all the time, he wrote it in a letter. He was a friend of mine. He heard you could see your future inside a glass of water, the ripples and the lines, and he asked: "Will I see heaven in mine?" That is just the way it was, nothing could be better, and nothing ever was. Oh, they say you could see your future inside a glass of water, the riddles and the rhymes. Will I see heaven in mine? Oh, oh, oh, oh, I! Son, don't ask neither half full or empty is the glass! Cling to the mast. Spend your whole life living in the past, going nowhere fast! So he wrote it on a wall. The hollowest of halos, is no halo at all. Television selling plastic figurines of leaders saying nothing at all. And you chime, stars in heaven align... Oh, oh, oh, oh, I! Son don't ask neither half full or empty is your glass! Cling to the mast. Spend your whole life living in the past, going nowhere fast! Oh, what are we drinking when we're done? Glasses of water.